The story begins by wandering on a country way, near Beaugency, France.
The weather was windy, the sky was cloudy, the grass seemed like it was slipping under the windy waves, coming straight ahead. The water wasn't smooth clear, I can feel the force of the current, the surface of the water is smooth only in certain spots, it's irregular, it's strong.
I was walking aimlessly, without even knowing why I went out, why I continued, or even if I wanted to go further, I asked myself questions without halting the walk, my Cartesian behavior usually prompts me to think before acting. Are my actions useful? What can it bring to me? Well, not this time. Questions were popping, but my legs were pushing me upwind.
Lost in thoughts, I was forgetting what surrounded me. My eyes followed the horizon, watching the next bend from afar, hiding the sequel. My footsteps were guiding me until I came back to myself. Why? Why suddenly? Was it something in my field of vision that alerted me, ceasing my thoughts?
I was beginning to look around me, then focusing on my hearing, listening from all sides. What could have taken my attention back?
I decided to continue my journey, so let's get this over with.
Where could this path take me?
A few internal thoughts later, I encountered something that at first sight just fucked my mind. Was it a glitch? A portal to some hell? My shadowed doppelganger? Nemesis? Well, the choice is yours.
Holy fuck, the black hole is moving. Worst! It is coming in my direction. Am I about to be swallowed by Atomos? Judging by the distance, I might know it soon.
R e l a x.
Time stopped. Wind and water resonate, but my vision is slowed down, yet clear.
What was expected to be an end, resulted in a meeting. With the devil himself. Beauty and darkness, merged as one.
I tried to communicate with him, but it was like nothing was heard, durr.
Ok, meeting with the devil, and then? I was a bit disappointed about the situation, the moment was exciting until he approached.
I began wondering, was the devil in the impossibility to act? He may be under some sort of unusual form, a more pacific form. No. He must be blocked by some kind of wizardry, the devil is not of pacific kind.
I'll release him.
Why not after all? He might reward me if I help him out.
Oh god I'm starting to have bad thoughts. Is this the real power of the devil? Not creating chaos and reigning by violence, directly but by influencing humans with bad intents, manipulating us by bringing out our dark side. Thanks again, brain. Let's get back to reality, something's happening.
The devil moved his head, watching something coming from the left. Something changed in his eyes, but I can't say what. A shining light burst from the left corner of my vision.
The white wizard appeared. He was full of wisdom and purity, it was evident. Surely here to fight the beast.
I should have gone away, but my legs does not seem to move. Or, well, it may have been my will.
In my human function, I was just a spectator. A privileged spectator. No one ever witnessed something like this. No one, ever.
Maybe I was there to play a role, the role of humanity. What's the role of humanity though?
Humans have an important role in our world, we're the main actors, according to us.
We sure play a role. We make actions, interactions, decisions, and our acts have consequences. What we ultimately do can be interpreted as good, or evil, but are we intrinsically good or bad? Do we create good and evil or do we just range ourselves on a side? The fact is, I don't know what to do. Question is, act or not? Actor, spectator?
Feww, time flies. A third party has arrived.
Ok this time I feel fooled. Who's this one coming from nowhere?
The greatest fight was bound to happen and this guy is here, standing between the two forces.
The wind is still blowing, but the atmosphere has calmed down. I keep watching at those three, but can't figure why things changed and who the hell he is.
I started talking to him, nothing happened. May my presence be annoying to them?
Maybe I'm witnessing something I shouldn't. I'm afraid now, they're not talking to each others, they just look around, sometimes avoiding my gaze. They're forces of nature, they sure can communicate by telepathy, or by circulating energy. I don't feel secure anymore, they now come in my direction.
Who is that third one. He calmed down things between good and evil, I thought this concept was guided by duality, but that's not true anymore.
They are coming at me, I can't run away. They're omniscient, they probably already know what will happen in the next minutes. They probably know what's written. If destiny does exist, then I'm probably not here by chance.
Ok, the situation feels a bit more stable, I feel that I have something to do here.
- "Who are you?"
- "I am the imperceptible."
Oh no, the conversation is happening exactly as I thought. - "What are you doing here?"
- "Not what you think."
What does it mean? He knows what's in my head.. I don't have what it takes to verbally trap him. - "I come in peace."
- "We invited you, with benevolence. You must never tell of my existence. You are here to learn."
I just can't say anything, I felt this moment like it was the time of my life. I'll try something casual. - "Do what you must"
- "You already know it."
The imperceptible and the two others started flashing slowly until they fade away.
They're not here anymore.
But what did I learn?